Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

Chapter 122 Natural Enemy

The monster before them was already approaching the first day of December.

Step by step, its hind leg joints were still somewhat uncoordinated, and it had completely lost the speed it had when chasing Fu Hei.

With each step it took, another crystal appeared on the sole of its foot. The grayish-white shell spread outwards along the cracked road surface, not quickly, but without stopping.

The first day of the twelfth month did not retreat.

He stared at the thing's hand—it stretched out its right hand, its five excessively long fingers spread out, slowly reaching towards his chest.

The Shadow Core jumped again.

He took half a step back.

"Fu Hei".

He didn't turn around, and his voice was very low.

"Can you move?"

There was a two-second silence behind me.

"—The shadows can't be suppressed anymore." Fukuro's voice was broken, as if he were chewing on something. "The shikigami are all pushing outwards, and if I let go..."

He was interrupted on the first day of the twelfth month.

"Go east. The farther away from that thing, the better."

He took two more steps back.

The thing followed.

Sure enough, its attention was now completely focused on December 1st, and it didn't even glance at Fuhei, who was lying just two meters away.

Are they after the Shadow Core? Or the runes?

December 1st continues to retreat. Step by step, it is led further and further away. The direction is westward—away from Fushiguro, away from the eastern ruins where Itadori and Kugizaki are located.

Visibility in the white fog was only about two or three meters. He walked slowly, watching the thing's every move.

It's growing!

Aside from the initial burst of energy when it first appeared, it was unsteady on its feet when it crawled out of the cave, but now, after less than twenty steps, its steps are already steady.

Although its joints are in the opposite direction, it has found a way to walk using these reversed joints.

When you grip the ground with your toes, you can hear the sound of your toenails scraping against the pavement.

It is adapting to its own body.

high speed.

On the first day of December, they retreated to a crossroads. Behind them was a convenience store that had collapsed halfway, its sign lying on the ground, covered with a layer of water droplets from the white mist.

He doesn't plan to quit anymore.

If you let it lead you, and it fully adapts to your body, your speed and strength will only increase.

We need to resolve this now.

The heat from the dragon talisman has no effect on it.

Once applied, it will be repaired, and the repair speed will increase over time.

Then let's try something else.

On the first day of the twelfth month, he raised his right hand.

Tiger Talisman.

To reconcile; to resolve.

When it hatched, this thing shattered the connection between the two laws within the cocoon. If this thing's body, like the cocoon, is a fusion of the two laws—

An invisible force pushed out from the palm.

It hit the thing in the chest.

The reaction is completely different from that of the Dragon Talisman.

Cracks began to appear on its body from the point of impact—not the kind that shattered, but something deeper separating. The gray-blue skin and dark red veins receded to either side from the cracks, like two colors of water being pushed apart by an invisible wall.

"roar."

It let out a scream.

I've never heard such a sound in my two lifetimes since the beginning of December.

It sounded neither like a human nor like a beast; it was like two sound waves of completely different frequencies mixed together, making my temples throb.

It looked down at the crack on its chest.

Then look up at the first day of December.

Its expression changed.

The look of "I've found it" vanished. Its mouth closed tightly, and the blue light in the two cracks on its face dimmed for a moment before suddenly brightening again—more than three times brighter than before.

Its right foot stepped down.

The road surface burst open beneath its feet. The cracks stretched along the ground toward the new moon at an incredible speed, sending chunks of asphalt flying to both sides as if they had been plowed out.

The Law of the Earth.

December 1st dodged to the left. The crack passed right through where he had just been standing, piercing through the foundation of the convenience store behind him. The entire building tilted and then crashed to the side.

Before he could even stand up straight, something came hurtling straight at his face.

water.

High-pressure water jets sprayed out from the thing's open mouth.

The water contained tiny crystalline particles that struck the dog-shaped protective layer on the forearm, chipping away a corner of it.

On the first day of December, he swung his arm. There was a cut on the outside of his forearm, not deep, but the edges of the wound were turning white.

It not only applies to the laws of the earth, but also to the laws of water.

Moreover, after being struck by the Tiger Talisman, it no longer maintained that "searching" attitude towards the first day of the twelfth lunar month.

It is now more accurately described as enraged.

December 1st's mind quickly went through a process: the Tiger Talisman could harm it, but after using the Tiger Talisman, it turned against it.

The good news is that a viable method has been found. The bad news is that this thing has more attack methods than expected.

It stomped on it again.

This time it wasn't a ground fissure. The ground rose up from beneath its feet, and a rock the size of a washing machine burst forth, which it slammed down onto the new moon.

The rock slammed into his crossed arms and shattered into three pieces. The impact propelled him backward for two meters, his shoes scraping sparks off the pavement.

The broken rocks fell to the ground and quickly grew crystalline shells.

The things he threw out were also crystallizing.

"Bang!"

The sound came from the southwest, muffled by the white fog, but December was all too familiar with it.

"The Black Queen".

The creature's right shoulder jerked after the gunshot, its body being pushed half a step to the side. There was no ordinary bullet hole—a fist-sized black mark burned into its shoulder armor, the edges still smoking.

Shadow energy.

The Black Queen absorbs shadows and outputs bullets in reverse.

The black mark was not repaired.

Three seconds have passed. Still there.

On the first day of the twelfth month, it was clear that the heat energy of the Dragon Talisman could repair the crack in two seconds, and the crack in the Tiger Talisman would hurt it, but it could also close after a few seconds.

The Black Queen's wound, however, did not heal.

The thing looked down at the black mark on its shoulder, then reached out its other hand to touch it. The moment its fingers touched the mark, it recoiled—as if burned.

Deep within the white mist, Zhenyi's figure was nowhere to be seen. But December knew she was on the rooftop of a building in that direction.

He stared intently at the dark mark on the thing's shoulder. A wound left by shadow energy—it couldn't be healed.

The core of Shadow is its natural enemy.

This conclusion only flashed through December's mind for two seconds before he set it aside.

It's useful, but not enough.

Without the threat of the Shadow Soldiers, the Black Queen's damage output is extremely limited.

He couldn't expect Zhenyi to kill the thing one shot at a time. At this distance and with this level of visibility in the white fog, it would be the limit if she could hit it with one shot.

Charms. We still have to rely on charms.

The Tiger Talisman could tear apart the fusion of the two laws within its body, and it was immune to the heat energy of the Dragon Talisman. Then let's try a different approach.

The first day of December has begun.

The moment the [Rabbit] talisman was activated, he disappeared into the white mist.

The thing turned its head.

Its hearing was still adapting to the environment—the first day of the twelfth lunar month cut in from its right side, its right palm already full of tiger charms, and slapped its ribs.

The power of harmony is infused.

Cracks spread from its ribs to both sides. The gray-blue skin and dark red lines were forcibly separated again, like two different colored liquids being pushed apart by a transparent wall.